The shop was simply named Tattoo, and inside there stood ‘the Creeper’ a seemingly filthy man covered in Indian black ink that, with time fades to...a forest green. Scraggily brown grey beard streaked with left over lunch and hair to match it, the Creeper was dressed in faded black. Aileen had seen demons dressed better, but she wasn’t interested in his dress, it was his hands she wanted. His hands were his profession, clean and well cared for signaling their importance like those of a surgeon’s,. . Its not fair."I pulled the door handle again, still nothing. They'd locked us in. "Let me out. Ralph? Unlock this door NOW!"Molly was on my back. She had her arms around my waist, and her face pressed to my shirt. "I love you... I've always loved you... I've never loved Peter, not for an instance... God knows, I've tried... But I love you, Chris. I'm sorry..." She too seemed to be sobbing as she spoke.Suddenly there was Ralph's voice through the door, "Molly?" Leave it. I've needed to tell. More

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